A Writers Journey

A writers journey much like the image, is generally only wide enough for one and always seems to be uphill. The difference with the image and my journey? There is only one path in the image not a criss cross of many paths, and the path is not covered over and indiscernible.
A brief history
My journey began in my youth. I having read with a voracious appetite a lot of the classics at the time, had the naive notion to write. Equipped with a membership to the writers guild and sitting in at readings and launches, armed with my notepad and pen, I began to write.
Needless to say, back in those days, submissions were posted in envolopes and weeks passed before the rejection letters arrived. And they did arrive, a draw full of them in fact.
Thank goodness for technology and the fact that now you can submit and get rejected within a week. But I digress.
My constant battle back in those days was how do you write without knowing how to live?
My writing took a back seat for many years. Never going away, but the creativity aspect of writing was put on hold. I did write. I wrote dinner orders, university papers, lots and lots of code, and lots and lots of documents. All structured, all conformed to a standard, and all written except for coding, without imagination.
There and back again
Allow me the moment to digress once more. Even if this never sees the light of day, I am eternally chuffed to have used that line in a publication.
Back to my journey. As fate would have it, I have gone full circle by opportunity, fate, or luck to be able to pursue a passion, whilst I work and look after my kids from home.
I am, some would say, wiser, more worldly, more experienced but by no means less naive. The writing challenge is still hard, but the questions that now arise are not how to write about life. The questions these days is how to write, how to write effectively, how to write correctly, how to publish, how to get a following. The list of questions goes on.
Back in my youth there was only the one question, now there is a proliferation of many questions, of which my answer is the same for all.
“Don’t know!”
In surmation
While I do not know the answer to those questions. What I do know is that if I spent all the time finding the answers I would not have any time to write. My belief is that some things progress naturally. Others need a professional to tweak, to enhance, to perhaps word differently. But, if you don’t have anything there for them to work on, it seems like a moot point.
So from someone that is wearing out his shoes on the journey towards becoming a writer, and from someone who in sporting terms is having a ‘donut’ of a season. Yes, that means on medium at least I have zero claps, zero followers and zero views. My only tidbit that I offer.
Whatever you do, whatever the distractions, don’t forget to do what you love best and write.
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